Fighting for You 🔞

Ten

Once he had finished stitching the wound on her back, he placed his hands on her waist, turning her to face him. Unfortunately, he didn't think it through, when he found himself face to face with her breasts.

Reaching to the counter, he took clean thread and a needle, dousing them in the whiskey. He focused on what he was doing, not allowing his eyes to stray anywhere else. Lexi hissed, and grabbed onto his shoulder with her free hand.

'Motherfucking shit balls!'... He had never heard anyone swear as much as her. A memory of his old life from before the war, flashed through his mind.

The time when he was out with Steve, and he had hurt himself, saying 'shit'. Steve had sighed at him, reprimanding him with 'language Buck, there's women and children about'. He paused his work, frowing. First time a memory had become that clear in his mind.

He felt his face tilt up, and realised that she had put her hand under his chin, making him look up at her. He saw concern in her eyes... 'You ok Barnes? You look a little lost'

He pulled back from her hand, and carried on stitching her... 'I'm fine..'... Was all he said to her, while he worked. It didn't take long, but it was all done. He placed some clean pads to the front and back of her, then wrapped her in bandages.

'I'm impressed Barnes..'.. She looked down at herself, then to him as he stood. She stepped back, letting him leave the bathroom. She stripped the rest of clothes off, and ran a tap in the sink. She rinsed out her clothes as best she could, and used one of her vests as a cloth, to give herself a quick wash.

There was no hot water, and no soap. She couldn't shower or bathe, due to her bandages so she just cleaned up as best she could. Finding a few towels under the sink, she pulled one out, shaking it off.

Wrapping herself, she headed out of the bathroom, feeling her way. She could hear him in the room next to the bathroom, so she walked in, seeing him shirtless, his back to her.

'You're hurt, aren't you?'... She sighed, grabbing his arm, and turning him to her. She saw that he had a piece of glass, in his side. Thankfully it wasn't deep. She used her nails, to pinch it and remove it. Smiling up at him, she nodded her head... 'Go get cleaned up. There's a towel on the edge of the bath, use it'

She walked past him to the wardrobe, pulling it open as he left the room. There was enough moonlight coming in, that she could see some shirts hanging in there. Taking one, she dropped her towel and put it on.

Lexi could feel that it barely covered her, but for now it would do. Her clothes were currently hanging over the shower rail, drying. As it was too dark, she couldn't really check the house our for anything else to wear.

Sighing to herself, she made her way to the bed, pulling the first blanket off, and leaving it on the floor. She pulled at the quilt, giving it a sniff. It was a little musty, but not too bad. Giving it a good shake out, she got into the bed, flipping the pillows.

Bucky came back in, seeing her in the bed. He had put his underwear and t-shirt back on, ready to try and sleep. He hadn't expected her to take the room, he was going to use.

'I can feel you hesitating over there. Get in the bed, we can share you know. Besides, it's better to be in the same room, just in case'... He heard her sigh.

He went over and got in, being very careful as to not touch her. He laid on his back, his arms behind his head as he stared up at the ceiling.

'Whats on your mind?'... He turned his head to her as she spoke.

He sighed, turning to face the ceiling again... 'Too much. I don't think I'll be able to sleep. We need to rest, but what if they come for us here?'

Lexi could hear the fear in his voice. She could understand what he meant, but he would be no good, if he didn't sleep.

Bucky felt the bed move, and he turned to ask her if she was ok, when he felt her lips on his, and her body pressing into him. Without realising what he was doing, he moved his hands from behind his head, and rolled over the top of her.

He kissed her back with such urgency, he felt he would wake up from a dream. He felt her break the kiss, as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

He cupped her face with one hand, as he looked down at her, seeing the traces of her face from the moonlight.

'Don't read anything into this Barnes, we both need a distraction, and it'll help us sleep'... She pulled him back down to her, her other hand sliding up his back, under his shirt

Bucky felt burning desire in him, and he had to hold back. He was stronger than her, and he didn't want to hurt her. He didn't care if this was a distraction or not, it was certainly working.

His metal hand slid down her body, as she lossened her grip around his waist, and her legs dropped open on the bed. His hand continued down, finding no underwear. He pulled back, sucking in a breath. He watched her, as his metal fingers slid down her core. Hearing a little moan escape her, snapped all his self control.

The two of them gave in, and spent the next few hours, getting lost in each other.

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The sound of glass smashing, woke Bucky with a start. He looked at the bed next to him, seeing that he was alone. Sunlight shone through the window, and he finally able to fully see the bedroom their were in.

Hearing a scuffle downstairs, he shot out of bed, not caring that he was in his underwear. Grabbing a lamp off the dresser, he ran downstairs, ready to fight. Whoever had Lexi, he was going to kill them.

What he was not prepared for, was seeing Lexi in his t-shirt and her underwear, holding a cup of black coffee out to him, while Cal and John were unconscious and bloody on the floor behind her.

'Sorry for waking you. Seems we had some uninvited guests'... She smiled at him, before taking his free hand, and putting the coffee in it. She took the lamp from his other hand, and placed it on the side.

She turned, heading to the kitchen, and he could hear her clattering about for a few minutes. She returned with some rope, duct tape and a couple of zip ties. She grinned at him, before she set to work on the two men, on the floor.

'Drink your coffee before it gets cold Barnes. We need to pack up and go. I don't know how long it'll be, before we can get some food'... She zip tied their hands, wrapped them in tape, and hauled them up, and into the dining chairs.

Bucky watched her work, amazed at how casual she was about it all. She knew what she was doing, by the way she strapped them both to the chairs. He drank the coffee in one, placing the cup next to the lamp.

'Whats the plan?'... He asked, as she stepped back, looking at the two unconscious men in front of them.

'Go pack up, upstairs. Grab my clothes and anything spare that can fit in my bag. I'll deal with these two'... He looked across at her, seeing her tilt her head to the side, a sly smile on her face.

He watched her step up to Cal, and backhand him so hard, he thought she broke his neck, with how Cals head whipped around. The two of them heard him groan as he grimaced and opened his eyes.

'Good morning Cal. Let's have a little chat, shall we?'... Bucky took a step back himself, hearing the tone in which she spoke. Menace and hatred laced her voice, as she walked into the kitchen, and back out with a butchers knife.

She stood back in front of Cal, smirking at him, as she tapped the flat of the  knife to the side of her leg... 'Now, you're going to tell me everything, or John here, is going to become a human puzzle'

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